To many miles.

Although I may sit

thousands of miles away

I still feel your emotions

As if you were next to me

I can sense your deepairs

Talking on all your loonliness

Wishing I could hold your hand

To lead you out of darkness

Fantasy is an illusion

You’ve already made your choice

To live in the dark

Without my light.

_Niran†.

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